Nobody (1905 song)

The song was first publicly performed in February 1906, in the Broadway production Abyssinia. The show, which included live camels, was premièred at the Majestic Theater and continued the string of hits for the vaudeville team of Williams and Walker. "Nobody," became Bert Williams' signature theme, and the song he is best remembered for today. It is a doleful and ironic composition, replete with his dry observational wit, and is perfectly complemented by Williams' intimate, half-spoken singing style.

Williams became so identified with the song that he was obliged to sing it in almost every appearance for the rest of his life. He considered its success both blessing and curse:

"Nobody" remained active in Columbia Records' sales catalogue into the 1930s, and the musicologist Tim Brooks estimates that it sold between 100,000 and 150,000 copies, a phenomenally high amount for the era.

Nobody (album)

Nobody is a collaborative studio album, by American hip hop recording artist Chief Keef and record producer 12Million. It was independently released on December 16, 2014, by Keef's Glo Gang label. The album is primarily a solo effort, includes two guest features from Tadoe and Kanye West. The album's production and lyrics are representative of the drill music genre.

Release and promotion

On November 22, 2014, when Keef announced the release of an album, titled Nobody (also noted as Nobody: The Album), slated for a December 2, 2014 release, it became apparent that the "Nobody" track had developed into its own project, rather than as a portion of Bang 3. The album experienced a slight delay, but was released on December 16 through iTunes digital download. Meaghan Garvey of Pitchfork Media wrote that the album was, "released suddenly and without much fanfare."

Artwork

On September 2, 2014, Chief Keef released the cover art for the song "Nobody". The cover art features the heads of Keef and Kanye West side by side, seemingly fading into the black background, where Keef was shown holding a bundle of dollar bills up to his ear.

Plot: In Jersey City, an African American hit man follows "Hagakure: The Way of the Samurai." He lives alone, in simplicity with homing pigeons for company, calling himself Ghost Dog. His master, who saved his life eight years ago, is part of the local mob. When the boss' daughter witnesses one of Ghost Dog's hits, he becomes expendable. The first victims are his birds, and in response, Ghost Dog goes right at his attackers but does not want to harm his master or the young woman. On occasion, he talks with his best friend, a French-speaking Haitian who sells ice cream in the park, and with a child with whom he discusses books. Can he stay true to his code? And if he does, what is his fate?

Keywords: african-american, american-indian, ancient-japan, anti-hero, arm-sling, assassin, assassination, auto-theft, bar, basementGenres: Action,
Crime,
Drama,
Thriller,
Taglines: All assassins live beyond the law... only one follows the code Live by the code. Die by the code.

Quotes:

Ghost Dog: Everything around us seems to be changing, huh, Louie?::Louie: You can say that again.

Sonny Valerio: "If a warrior's head were to be suddenly cut off, he should still be able to perform one more action with certainty." What the fuck does that mean?::Ray Vargo: It's poetry. The poetry of war.

Louie: Goddamn it. You shot me in the exact same fucking place as last time!::Ghost Dog: I'm sorry. I mean you no disrespect. You're my retainer. I don't want to put too many holes in you.

Ghost Dog: You know, in ancient cultures, bears were considered equal with men.::Hunter: This ain't no ancient culture here, mister.::Ghost Dog: Sometimes it is.

Vinny: You know, Louie, there's one good thing about this Ghost Dog guy.::Louie: What's that, Vin?::Vinny: He's sending us out the old way. Like real fucking gangsters.

Sonny Valerio: Did you just say he contacts you through a fucking bird?::Ray Vargo: What particular species of bird?

Louie: For the past four years, he's done, maybe, twelve perfect contracts. Perfect, Like a ghost.

[first lines]::Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears, and swords. Being carried away by surging waves. Being thrown into the midst of a great fire. Being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake. Falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease, or committing seppuku at the death of one's master. And every day, without fail, one should consider himself as dead. This is the substance of the Way of the Samurai.

Ghost Dog: It is bad when one thing becomes two. One should not look for anything else in the Way of the Samurai. It is the same for anything that is called a Way. If one understands things in this manner, he should be able to hear about all ways and be more and more in accord with his own.

Plot: An atmospheric tale of a disconnected boy and his imagination, where the dark monotony of the everyday transforms into something far more surreal. Childhood is a time when our dreams take precedence over the walking world. When a young boy named Simon withdraws from the disconnected world around him, an imaginary friend prepares him for the moment of truth.

Plot: Dead Man is the story of a young man's journey, both physically and spiritually, into very unfamiliar terrain. William Blake travels to the extreme western frontiers of America sometime in the 2nd half of the 19th century. Lost and badly wounded, he encounters a very odd, outcast Native American, named "Nobody," who believes Blake is actually the dead English poet of the same name. The story, with Nobody's help, leads William Blake through situations that are in turn comical and violent. Contrary to his nature, circumstances transform Blake into a hunted outlaw, a killer, and a man whose physical existence is slowly slipping away. Thrown into a world that is cruel and chaotic, his eyes are opened to the fragility that defines the realm of the living. It is as though he passes through the surface of a mirror, and emerges into a previously-unknown world that exists on the other side.

Quotes:

William Blake: If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is: infinite.

William Blake: What is your name?::Nobody: My name is Nobody.::William Blake: Excuse me?::Nobody: My name is Exaybachay. He Who Talks Loud, Saying Nothing.::William Blake: He who talks... I thought you said your name was Nobody.::Nobody: I preferred to be called Nobody.

Nobody: Did you kill the white man who killed you?::William Blake: I'm not dead. Am I?

Nobody: The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn from the crow.

Nobody: Things which are alike, in nature, grow to look alike.

Big George: I don't give a shit who saw what, and who did what, or who did who.

Nobody: I was then taken east, in a cage. I was taken to Toronto. Then Philadelphia. And then to New York. And each time I arrived at another city, somehow the white men had moved all their people there ahead of me. Each new city contained the same white people as the last, and I could not understand how a whole city of people could be moved so quickly.

Nobody: That weapon will replace your tongue. You will learn to speak through it. And your poetry will now be written with blood.

Plot: Expert conman Joe Thanks teams up with half-breed Bill and naive Lucy to steal $300,000 from the Indian-hating Major Cabot. Their elaborate plan is full of disguises, double-crosses, and chases, but Joe always seems to know what he's doing.

Plot: Jack Beauregard, once the greatest gunslinger of the Old West, only wants to move to Europe and retire in peace. But a young gunfighter, known only as "Nobody", idolizes him and wants to see him go out in a blaze of glory. He arranges for Jack to face the 150-man gang known as The Wild Bunch and earn his place in history.

Quotes:

Jack Beauregard: Folks that throw dirt on you aren't always trying to hurt you, and folks that pull you out of a jam aren't always trying to help you. But the main point is when you're up to your nose in shit, keep your mouth shut.

Nobody: [reads the names on the crosses in the Indian cemetery] Sam Peckinpah. That's a beautiful name in Navajo.

Nobody: It's always the best who are the first to go.::Jack Beauregard: Which means you ain't going nowhere.

Jack Beauregard: You're sure trying hard to make a hero out of me.::Nobody: You're that already. You just need a special act, something that'll make your name a legend.::Jack Beauregard: What I don't understand is what difference it makes to you.::Nobody: If a man is a man, he needs someone to believe in.::Jack Beauregard: I've met all kinds in my life. Thieves and killers. Pimps and prostitutes. Con men and preachers. Even a few fellas that told the truth. The kind of man you're talking about, never.::Nobody: Maybe you've never met them. Or hardly ever. But they're the only ones who count.

Nobody: I see it clear as crystal. Jack Beauregard standing alone, facing the Wild Bunch. Just think of it. You'll be written up in all the history books.::Jack Beauregard: You'll be down on Earth reading them while I'm up there playing on a harp.

Jack Beauregard: You shine like the door of a whorehouse. A blind man could spot you ten miles off.::Nobody: I like folks to see me.::Jack Beauregard: Maybe folks don't share your pleasure.

Leader of the Wild Bunch: Two things go straight to a man's heart, bullets and gold.

Nobody: The secret of a long life is you try not to shorten it.

Jack Beauregard: Son, let me give you a little advice. You start admiring someone, pretty soon you're envious so you start showing off, taking chances. Before you know it, you're dead.::Nobody: Well, it ain't good for some folks to live too long.

Jack Beauregard: Fact is, you saved my life today. But I'd rather it was my fault I got shot than your fault I didn't.

Plot: Wily roving gunslinger Sartana arrives in a small town and tries to find a hidden fortune of half a million dollars in gold and two million dollars in counterfeit money. Naturally, a bunch of other treacherous folks who include conniving widow Senora Manassas, shrewd fellow gunslinger Grand Full, and the vicious and unhinged General Monk are also looking to get their greedy hands on said fortune.

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